Friday, May 4, 2007


She lay in magnificence,
Under the starry sky and darkness of the night;
Where the moon was missed,
The glow of her beauty reinstated light.

The essence of her fortitude can be seen through the window of her brown eyes,
As words of affection illuminate from the purity of her heart,
And instills a sense of belonging in the loneliest of beings;
An acquaintance most welcomed,
An honour cherished.

Like a butterfly sits on a palm,
Exquisitely picturesque, soft and light,
She brings forth hush tranquility,
Beauty personified.

Through every throb of the heart, and solemn times;
Like the light from the ship in the distant sea,
Draw to her a beam that binds the core,
For let there not be distress,
Nor a frown to see.

With the meeting of dawn,
And the morning tide,
Her splendour reawakens to experience another day…

Thursday, April 19, 2007

Pick Up Lines

when im around you
i hover like a fly
coz u

Wednesday, March 28, 2007


I was asked.. "How do you know when you are in love?"

I replied..

"When absence creates a yearning, and presence is never enough."

This is my favourite one..

"... When you can see your unborn children in her eyes..." - Have you ever loved a woman, Bryan Adams

Post me your one liners....

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

In The Classroom

So.. This is the first poem I've ever written. I was about 7, maybe 8. Found it a few days ago. It was written in my dad's classroom. I used to sit in on his lectures.

I sat there watching the black board,
And tried to figure why it’s green,
Not to realize what had been…

On it was written some x’s, y’s and o’s,
Crosses, dashes I never know.
I stopped and thought about it,
An realized the lesson I’ve been told,
I should have listened to the ou!

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Definition Of Time

Here's a thought.. Can one define time itself? Truly, What is the definition of time?

Remember one cannot define something utilizing the word itself.

This is what oxford defines time as..

" [U] what is measured in minutes, hours, days, etc.: The changing seasons mark the passing of time. A visit to the museum will take you back in time to the 1930s. time and space As time went by we saw less and less of each other. Perceptions change over time (= as time passes). They say that time heals all wounds.—see also Father Time"

It defines time as measured by units of x or y and the examples do present an insight into its usage as a word but, it doesn’t offer a definition of time within it’s own capacity as something that exists.

Post me your definition..

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Are You Afraid To Die?

(This was a the question asked to me by a dear friend and, this was my reply… )

Firstly, I think I need to analyze my life at current. I’m not content. I’m a sinner.

I don’t fear dying.. I fear that of which I have lived.

But mostly I fear what I have done for this world is nothing... I have nothing to show for.

When I die I won’t be asked how many friends I had but, how many people was I a friend to?

I’ve had 21 years… but I doubt I could vouch for 21 minutes of goodness.

Allah knows best.

I may have done the usual good in this way or that way…But purity is beyond that. Entirety is a prerequisite. Entirety.. It requires my entire being to be righteous and good.

It’s like I’ve lived my life like a supermarket Muslim.. I’ve walked from day to day like from shelf to shelf.. Picking up what I want.. And ignoring the rest.

And that’s sad.

Sad because I have so much at my disposal.. Been short of nothing.. But fall into the traps of this world.

Life is beautiful.. But it’s beauty can only be seen by the right decisions you make.. And these decisions tend to define oneself.

I fear my decisions were wrong.

I pray for guidance.

But at the crossroads of every decision I’ve taken the wrong turn.

The fact that a crossroad existed means I had been guided.

But I failed the test…

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

White Sky, Purity Be She

As I lay there,
And gaze into the white sky,
Mind adrift,
Soul intact.

What be her condition,
Safe and fulfilled?

I hope.. I yearn..

To see is to reach the point of ecstasy,
To touch.. heaven.

I think of thee my love,
And my thoughts overpower me,
Yet full of life.

I toil on the circumference of love,
I fall helpless at its foot.

White sky,
Purity be She..
My dear Lady.